Arielle’s lips parted, and she muttered, “Don’t kneel. I wouldn’t dare to let you. If you do that, the others will say that I’m crossing the line and being mean to you.”
Hearing that, Kelsea began gritting her teeth. If I kneel, but Arielle doesn’t accept it, Hans would be furious.
Hence, she had to put on a smile. “Ms. Moore, of course not. I’m your student’s student. It’s normal for me to be respectful.”
“Oh,” Arielle mumbled with a nod.
“So you’d like to kneel now? But it’s too late. I don’t want to accept it.”
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